12:00 a.m.-5:30 a.m., Fri. 19 Oct 2007 –> Wake up with excruciating pain. Go to White Plains Hospital Center (WPHC) with Richard. Mum and dad come to see me. Get called in. Get urinalysis, bloodwork, more urinalysis, CT scan, saline/Levaquin/codine drip. I have a mild infection. Am perscribed Levaquin oral and Motrin 600mg. Go home.

6:00-9:30 a.m., Fri. 19 Oct 2007 –> Eat Vienna Wafers and Yoo-Hoo (in a glass bottle!) out of the vending machine. Sleep. Pain still present.

9:30-10:00 a.m., Fri. 19 Oct 2007 –> Recieve a call from mum saying that Dr. Bregman (an ER doctor) saw that the results from yesterday are inconclusive and appendicits may be present. Call Dr. Bregman, am asked to come in for a new CT scan with contrast.

10:30 a.m.-5:30 p.m., Fri. 19 Oct 2007 –> Go back to WPHC with Richard. Meet dad there. Go into ER and are forced to drink two pints of Barium Sulfate in mixed berry. I chug a dixie cup full and proceed to go into the bathroom to vomit. I am given a saline/Zofran IV, a urinalysis, and a CBC. Two hours later, the Barium Sulfate is gone and I await a CT scan. Go for CT scan. Results show that appendicitis is not present, but instead a large cyst rupture on my ovary. Am later released.

6:00 p.m.-9:30 p.m., Fri. 19 Oct 2007 –> Go home, do laundry, eat dinner, call the parents, pack, and sleep.

20 Oct. 2007 – Go to the parents’ house by 8:00 a.m., eat breakfast, drive to Franklin, eat lunch, go to Sharon Springs to see the Hotel Adler (which is victim to treasure hunters), Imperial Baths (they had the sulphur and magnesium faucets running and people were drinking out of them), and do some shopping. Go back. Read. Eat dinner. Go to Cooperstown for the Halloween Event at the Farmhouse Museum. Come back. Eat dinner. Sleep.

21 Oct. 2007 –> Get up. Eat breakfast. Shower. Pack. Drive home (sleep). Dinner. Back to Mville. Homework. Call parents. Homework. Blogging.

Yeah, life is eventful under me. As a side note, Apple Cider from Sharon Springs is really good because of its high sulphur content.

Hahaha….best thing ever.

 I’m sitting in the library with Rich, griping about my test grades. Rich smells like Philly Cheesesteak, which reminds me of the first time we kissed. Anyways, this girl just gets up, screams to a guy (whom I later found out she wasn’t even dating) and says a string of things ending with a loud “FUCK YOU AND YOUR DOUBLE STANDARDS!!!” Way to bring an entire group of studyers together to talk about shit.

And I thought I was wearing my own ovaries on the outside.

 On a (majorly) sadder note, they are shutting down Letchworth Village. I know that doesn’t mean a lot to you, but it’s the only abandoned asylum in my area. They are turning it into, you guessed it, high-volume housing. Not that I protest high-volume housing, but it really is a beautiful piece of history. Carl Solomon stayed there for quite some time, and it was lobotomy and ECT centeral. It makes me wonder why we didn’t follow Long Island’s method of turning abandoned crap into parkland for kids to get high in. Oh well, I still have Pilgrim (kinda cool), King’s Park (majorly cool), and Old Main at Utica State (majorly majorly orgasmically I might have an orgasm talking about it unlike most of their patients in 1836 cool). My goal is to: a) get into Old Main and photograph it before they destroy it; and b) get into Building 93 of King’s Park and make it to the top floor (you can clearly see CT and MA from there) without crashing through all 12 floors, getting arrested, or being attacked by some of the “left-behinds” that are still roaming (I kid you not, it’s only been on the market ten years and there are several police reports of this…especially in buildings 105-106 [medical/surgical] which are still in perfect condition). Definitely a daytime, maybe winter project for those short Long Island days.

Anyways, I am off to read important stuff and gripe about Letchworth. Or maybe to read Poe and look at Kirkbride architecture.

This weekend I went to Geneseo, NY (about an hour south of Rochester) to drive Rich’s sister, Melissa, up to SUNY Geneseo so she can see her boyfriend. It was a long drive up Friday afternoon, but I actually got to go through Pennsylvania for about five minutes. I’ve never been to Pennsylvania before. Kelly, I’ve got a question for you since you’re busy in Pennsylvania reviving Insulin Schock Therapy and all: what do you know about the Guthrie Clinic? There are a lot of signs for it, but I couldn’t see it from the road. I’m guessing it has something to do with epilepsy since Woody Guthrie (you know, the “This Land is Your Land” guy?) spent time at Greystone (in New Jersey…now beautifully abandoned and apparently haunted but you can never really trust the people in Weird NJ. That’s a tangent for a later date). Anyways, I got up there Friday night and Rich and I went to Wal-Mart. People in Wal-Mart (and later, Wegman’s) up there are really dumb. We were like “where do we eat?” and the cashier goes “try the Country Club two miles down the road”. So we go, and now, when I think Country Club I think of pink and green and Long Island Iced Teas. Nope, it was one shack (and quite literally, shack) for golf balls and another shack for snacks. Yeah. We ended up in a crappy Chinese buffet, but it wasn’t too expensive.
Saturday went like this: get up, eat breakfast, shower, eat at Denny’s (my request), nap, eat at Pizza Hut, go back, sleep. Yeah, I have a heavy chest (and now head) cold and I feel like crap. I can barely breathe. I think a hot, steamy shower is in order after this to open up my lungs.
Sunday was easy. Get up, eat breakfast, get dressed, pack, and head back. We stopped by to see mumsie and daddy on the way back. Then Lynn (Rich’s mum) came to get Melissa and we all went out for Sushi in Mamaroneck. Then Rich got me a Frosty (Oh yeah, I kicked and screamed to get one). I love that boy.
Anyways, how about that shower?

So, today my aunt had her 50th birthday party at Sunnyside Manor. It was pretty fabulous, even though I didn’t get to see any ghosts. So here is a list of places I’ve been, and places I want to see.

Where I’ve Been:

Boscobel
Van Cortlandt Manor
FDR’s Home in Hyde Park
Huguenot Street
Caramoor

Where I want to go:

Phillipsburg Manor

Kykuit
Lyndhurst
Vanderbilt Mansion
Montgomery Place
Union Church
Olana Castle

That’s that…let’s go!

Okay, so I am back from Long Island (finally…and I must admit that I do really miss the place) and I am finishing getting ready so that I can be up and at ‘em in six hours to get ready to head down to the New York Historical Society for some good old fasioned dorkiness reenacting. Good news: The General is coming. And this is good, being that it’s our anniversary (two months of dating) and all. He looks damn good in kit. Anyways, come and see me, and wish me luck, as I’m sure that I will be saying that some ill-behaved children need a good case of the Woodshed Treatment.

 P.S. – Admission is free if you wear red, white, and blue. Otherwise it’s $10.

I am currently staying in Sag Harbor for another twenty-four hours because my babycakes has a terrible case of the stomach flu. Let’s hope that he feels better.

Okay, I have oficially determined that all those from The Hamptons are escapees from Pilgrim State Hospital. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be this much stupidity. Case in point: Yesterday, The General and I were at the Princess Diner in Southampton. The waitress comes up to us and doesn’t even bother to make small talk. She’s like “what do you want?” and that’s it. The General says water and I say club soda. I get my club soda ASAP, with a lemon in it (to prevent scurvy, of course) but The General has to ask four more times, and finally gets it. Then, the stupidity continues.

An older man and his wife were going to get the senior citizens’ special which comes with either coffee or tea. The man goes, “can I have iced tea with that?” and the woman goes “no”. He goes “I’ll pay extra” and the woman still says “no”. Okay, a man is willing to pay extra and you refuse him? Good business move, lady. Good business move. Finally, the manager comes out and is like “okay, waitress, this isn’t that hard. Put some tea on ice!” Really. Not that hard. And the waitress continues her pattern of unfriendliness (this seemed to be the status quo among the wait staff there) for the rest of the meal. Let’s just say that she got a whopping $1.10 for a tip. I wish they gave coupons for lobotomies and electroshock therapy. I would have left a bunch with her.

Otherwise, the diner food was good and apparently the service there is warmer. And most people from Long Island really aren’t insane. I promise.

 Love

So, The General and I left Friday afternoon to go to Sag Harbor. We  left New Rochelle around 6:00 and got to Southhampton around 9:00. We picked up Frank, and we dropped him off at George’s. Then The General and I went to Sag Harbor to see his mom, his stepdad, his sister, and her boyfriend. They are all extremely nice and have a very nice house. His mom made us penne and it was excellent. We bought our luggage in and were off again. We picked up George, Frank, and Stefan and went back home and played Wii for a while. Then The General and I went off to bed. It was nice sharing a space with him again.

Saturday morning brought thunderstorms, but his family is awesome and had strawberry shortcake. For breakfast. Then Richard, Melissa (his sister), and I went downstairs and played Mario Party 8 on Wii. I lost miserabely, but c’est la vie. Then we picked up George and Frank and went to the Hampton Bays Diner. We also got the keg for Steph’s party too. Then Richard and I went back to his place and took an amazing two-hour nap. Then we got up again and went to Steph’s party. It was good, but it was really awkward at times since I knew no one there (minus George and Stefan) and a lot of people were drunk. But there were bouncers, and that was kind of exciting. George, Richard, Stefan, and I retreated into the living room to play Wii. Then we went and got Coldstone. Finally, around 10:00, The General (who is Richard, just in case you missed it) and I had some alone time. We went down to the wharf and walked along the beach. Then home to watch some television and fall asleep.

Today, I didn’t want to get up. I just wanted to stay in Richard’s arms forever and ever. God, I love that boy so much. We ate breakfast, got dressed, and went to Long Beach to see Josh. It was fun since I haven’t seen him since May. Then Richard and I went for Indian food, and went swimming. Well, kind of. It was pretty damn cold but it was a lovely pool. Then came redressing and packing. I’ll admit it; I cried while packing. I mean, leaving the greatest man ever for a week is a hard thing to do! But I pulled through, and we headed off. We got to the mainland, picked up Gomez, picked up Wendy’s, and went to my grandparent’s. And then they had to go. Boo. But I get to see them Friday, yay!!!!

And then there was showering and unpacking. And now I am here. Writing to you, kind reader.